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Daisy * Garland’s 
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A SENSATIONAL COMEDY DRAMA 

TN FIVE ACTS, 

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. Daisy Garland,. Soubretle lean 

r ' Mary Garland. Juvenile 

Mabel,.. Child. 

bARAH Garland. Straight old woman 

° LD Meg. Char act r, Hag 

Mark Baybrook. Genteel heavy 

Bobby Daniels,. Light Comedy lead 

J ack Daggard. Character heavy 

Philip Garland,. Straight old man 

Policeman. 


Supers, etc. 


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TIME OF PLAYING-FA HOUR. 


COSTUMES. 

Daisy. —Act lit: Short soubivtte dies of any kind, b ight color. Ac f 2nd; 
Gingh m or calico dreis. str'wha-. Act 3d; Street dress. Act 4th; Old torn 
pints and shit, ve : t. s iocs and hat, m coaL red crop wig', dirty Deed Act 5th; 
.. es nger uni orm an > (ap, b ack or b own wig. 

Pobbv•— Act 1st, Straw rat, yacji.ing suit. Acts 2nd arid 3d; Cutaway coat 
light trousers and ve-r. Act 4t i; v Id pints and overcoat, blaci beard and 
fclouch t a , hump bac ed. Act 5 th; Li^ht suit, derby 1 at. 

Mark. —Act Is : Black cutaway suit. Ac 3d; Black ueard, slouch hat, Prince 
Albert suit- Act 4th; Business suit. Act 5th; Same as Act 1st. 

Jack Daggard. -liagge clothes t.iroighout, except last Act, when he dresses 
up a little neater 

Philip. White dress wig and moustache, g’asses. black Prince Alb rt sui 
throughout. lie is a trifle hard of hearing. 

Mary. —Act 1st- Black dress nd widows bonnet and veil. Act 2 d; Cal c > 
dress. Act 3 ■: Grey dies®. ActSth; Same as Act 1st. 

Sarah.— White or grey dress wig, spectacles, black dre=:s throughout. 

Old Meg.—G rey wig. teeth out in fr >nt, band and h mdkerohief on head, pine 
always in mouth, ragged dt ess and shoes. 

Officer.— Police uniform. 


PROPERTIES. 

ACT I.—Curtains f re. i)., nicture and easel, small table with lighted lamo. 
c nte • table with fancy cover, decanter ot wine, plate of cake and tap bell on table 
Po ice Gazette ready, R , 3 k., carp t, chair and s fa. 

ACT II.—Kitchen table, chair, washtub, fireplace, broom against flat, kneeding 
boar 1 vith large piece of dovgh on tab e, pan with knife and fork on table, alsc 
p ate of potatoes and onion peelings on tab’e. Small basket with potatoes, onions 
flour and stick (i candy ieady outside for Daisy. Iron soup pot, kindling wood 
out'ide of window. 

ACT III.—C iairs *»nd tabl s, Japanese lanterns about stage, two revolvers orn 
bowie kni’e, etc. Picket fence across st«ge in 4tb Groove. 

ACT IV.—Old boxes and barrels, kitchen table with candle in bottle, old barrel 

r„ 1 K-, revolver. 

ACT V.—Same setas Act 1st. Messenger call on c. n.; small package for Daisy 
coat, hat and valise for Mark; Police Gazette, bowie knife. 


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b., means Bight; u.. Left; R. h., Right Hand; l. h., Left Hand; c.. Centre; * 
k • [2d e ,] Second Entrance; u. k.. Upper Entrance; M. n.. Middle Door; v Uu 
Flat* d. f., Door in Flat: r. c., Bight of Centre; l. c.. Left of Center. 

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Daisy Garland’s Fortune. 

ACT L 

i SCENE. — Handsomely furnished room —Philip discovered striking 

top led viciously—lunch on table. 

Philip. Oh! dear, oh! dear, here I’ve been ringing this bell 
for the last halt hour, and can’t get anyone to answer me. 

Enter, Sarah, c. d. 

Samh. Philip, Philip, what’s the matter? 

Philip. Eh! 

Sarah. What’s the matter? 

Philip. Well, you see I haven’t seen my little bright eyes for 
some time. I’m lonesome and want someone to talk to me. I 
wish our son hadn’t made Mark Baybrook guardian over our darl¬ 
ing. 

Sarah. Oh ! Mr. Baybrook is all right. 

Philip. Eh ! 

Sarah. I said, Mr. Baybrook is all right, or John wouldn’t 
nave placed so much confidence in him. 

Phil. Weli, 1 suppose so, I suppose so. 

Enter , Mark, r., 3 e. 

Mark. Mrs. Garland, where is Daisy? 

Sarah. She went out about a half hour ago. 

{sitting on chair , l. of table 

Mark, {sitting on sofa) I shall be glad when these holidays 
re over and she returns to school, she seems to be running wild 
iike a boy. 

Phil. When I was a boy, I was a dandj^, 

Sarah. Philip! 

Phil. Well, you used to think so. 

(Daisy laughs outside—Emm?'sits r, of table 

Sarah. Here Hie comes now. 

Mark. And she takes precious good care to le; us all know it. 


f DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE. 

Enter, Daisy, c. d. —rushes in and puts arms around Philip’s neck. 

Daisy. Oli! grandpa, we had such a good time. I’ve just been 
running a foot race. 

Phil. Eh! 

Daisy. A. fcot race. 

Phil. Did you win? 

Daisy. Well, I should trot! 

Mark. Daisy! 

Daisy. Oh! I beg your pardon, Mr. Baybrook, I did not know 
you were here. 

Mark. You should conduct yourself more like a young lady ; 
it’s not becoming in you to be running wild like a boy. 

Daisy. I know it, Mr. Baybrook, but you’r always finding fault 
with me. You want a girl to come in the room as if she were 
afraid of soiling the carpets, and say, “good morning folks, it’s a 
nice day,” and go over in the corner and twirl her thumbs. O! 

I shaw, that’s nonsense. (up to c. d. 

Sarah. Daisy, you are getting to be just like a Tomboy. 

Daisy, (c.) i know it, grandma, and I glory in it. I ha e 
your milk and water girls. I love to ride fast horses, to run race s 
and feel my breath come and go, as the noble animal gallops over 
the field, and clears a five barred gate. ( business ) L can plav 
base ball, foot ball, out ruu or out jump any boy in the neighbor¬ 
hood. Swing clubs, use dumb bells, and as for boxing; just gaz; 
on that muscle. {holds'out arm 

Where business is marked, Daisy makes gesture of horse jumping 
over gate , and narrowly misses Philip’s nose, who ducks to avoid 
being hit. 

Mark. Daisy, I believe you do these things simply to annoy me. 

Daisy. Qhl no, I don’t wish to annoy you, Mr. Baybrook, but 
you are so cross. When you first caine here, 1 tried to like you 
because you were my poor dead father’s friend. 

Mark. I should think you would look upon me more as a father. 

Daisy. So 1 might, if you were a little more like other people. 
Smile once in a while, say pleasant things and don’t look so 
solemn. Why, Mr. Baybrook, I never saw you laugh, or even 

smiie. I don’t believe you know how. Do you, grandpa? 

(arms around Philip 

Mark. I’m going down town now. Should anyone call during 
my absence, tell them I will return in half an hour, (at c. d.— 
aside) Curse that girl, I wisli she were out of the way. 

(exit, c. d. 

Sarah. Daisy, how can you talk so? 

Daisy. I don’t care, grandma, he’s an ugly old bear, and if mv 
rather had known how cross he would be to me, he would never 
have left me in his care, but don’t mind him now I’ve such a 
story to tell you. 

Sarah. Have you dear, what is it? 

Phil. Eh! 

Sarah. Philip, do keep out of the way. (all in c. 

Daisy. Well, as I was coming home this morning, I found the 
sweetest little girl sitting on the doorstep crying. I asked tier 
what the matter was, and she said she was lost and wanted her 


DAISY GARLANDS FORTUNE. 


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mamma. 

Phil. Eh! 

Daisy, (loud) She was lost and wanted her mamma. 

Phil. Oh! she couldn’t go far. 

Daisy. So I brought her home with me, and told her she might 
stay until we found her friends. 

Sarah. Goo 1 gracious; child! do you want to make a found¬ 
ling home out of this house. 

Daisy, (teasing) Oh! now grandma, don’t be angry with me. 
I knew if you saw her, you couldn’t help loving her, she’s such a 
sweet little thing. 

Sarah. Well, where is she now. 

Daisy. Down stairs, 1 took her i to the kitchen so Mr. Bty- 
brook wouldn’t see her. May I bring her up? 

Sarah. Up into this room—no indeed. ( turns her bach 

Daisy. Oh! yes, grandma, please. 

Sarah, (c., with back to Daisy) No indeed ! 

Phil. (l. corner ) And I say she shall come up. 

Sarah. Well, I suppose if you say she shall come up, why then 
she will come up. 

Daisy. Oh! grandma, you dear good old soul, give me a kiss. 

(crossing ) Oh! no I haven’t got time. You kiss her for me, 
grandpa. (grabs Philip by arm, throws him c., and exit , l., 1 e. 

Phil. Yes, I’ll kiss her. There she goes the dear little thing, 
and she’s just as good as she is pretty. 

Sarah. Yes, and for the life of me, I qan’t refuse her anything 
she asks. 


Enter, Daisy, l., 1 e., with child. 

Daisy. Here’s the little darling, grandma, isn’t she sweet? 
Sarah. Yes, dear, but she looks frightened to death. 

Daisy. But she isn’t frightened, are j’-ou dear? 

Child. No! 

Daisy. She says she Jet go her mother’s hand in the crowd and 
lost her. Grandma, she hasn’t had anything to e r. Don’t you 
"uppose you could find something nice for her in the eupbo .rd. 
Sarah. Well, I’ll trj r . Come along Philip, come along. 

(exit, c. d. 

Phil. It’s always, come along, Phi in, com * along, (goes up to 
c. d., looks out doors, r. and l., then comes down c. to Daisy and 
whispers very mysteriously ) 1 say Daisy, did you get it? 

Daisy. Get what? 

Phil. Y r ou know. 

Daisy. Oh! yes I know, wait and I’ll bring it to you. 

(goes to door r., gets “Police Gazette ” and gives it to Philip 
Phil. ( coming c. and looking at paper) You see dear, I take a 
great interest in politics, and always like to read the best authority. 

Enter , Sarah, c. d. 

Sarah, (aside) I wonder what that old fool is doing now. 
(comes down and looks over his shoulder — aloud) The Police Ga¬ 
zette! (strikes paper out of his hand) Come here to me, sir! 
( takes him by the ear up to c. d.) Do you know what I am going 

to do with you? I’m going to put ;you to bed without your sup. 

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b DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE. 

per. Come little girl. ( exit, both with child, l. e. 

Daisy. Poor old grandpa, clear old sinner; it’s funny what an 
interest he takes in the Police Gazette. I must put it away now 
before grandma gets back, {picks up paper) Oh! dear, I hope 
she won’t hurry, because I’m expecting my Bobby, Bobby is such 
a sweet little fellow. 1 think he’s outside now, I’ll soon find out, 
I told him I’d sing if the coast was clear. 

(sings a verse of some popular song 

Enter , Sarah, l. e., with child. 

Sarah. Daisy, I wish you would look after the little one, as I 
have my marketing to attend to. You can amuse her some way I 
am sure. {exit, c. i>. 

Daisy. All right grandma. Now dear, come and sit on my 
lap, {takes child on her lap and sits r. of table ) and first of all, tell 
uie what your name is. 

Child. Mabel. 

Daisy. Oh! Mabel is such a pretty name. Now, I’m going to 
tell you all about my Bobby. 

Enter, Bobby, c. d. and overhears following conversation, acts very 
pleased, rubs his hands, smiles, etc. 

Jle’i the sweetest little fellow in all the world; lie’s my beau, and 
we might get married if he’d only ask me, but he never will, be¬ 
ta use lie’s a fool, (Bobby disgusted and exit, c. d. quickly) But 
c 'me along Mabel, and I’ll find something nice for you to play 
with. {exit, l., 1 e., with child 

Enter, Bobby, c. d. 

Bobby. So Bobby, you’re a fool are you, weil that*S nice, I like 
'loir. I’ve tried to propose to that girl 999 times, and never got to 
b, every times she goes out of the house, it seems as it all m 
friends were far, far awav. Next t me I see that girl. I’d pro >os • 
io her in a rhyme, something like this. (r. corner) “Daisy, Dais' , 
you’ll drive me crazy, will you a ring wear and my lot shat . ’ 
’if that don’t catch her, I’ll tear my hair. 

Enter , Daisy, and standing at c. d. 

Daisy, (aside) Ah ! there’s my Bobby no w. 

Bob. I love that girl to distraction. 

Daisy, (aside) And he’s talking about 

Bob. She has such eyes. 

Daisy, (aside) Oh! isn’t that nice. 

Bob. And such teeth. 

Daisy, (aside) Isn’t that lovely. 

Bob. If she were here now. I’d go right up to her and say— 

(goes c., and sees her 

Daisy. Hello! Bobby. 

hob.' {aside) I’d better spring it on her now before it ge:s 
cold, (aloud) “Daisy, Daisy, you’ll drive me crazy, will you 
ting wear and my l"t share. 

Daisy. Oh! Bobby you give me a pain right there. 

(holding hand on stomach 




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DAISY GARLAND?S FORTUNE. 

Dob. Oh! Lord, that settles it. 

Daisy. What’s the matter? 

Dob. Nothing, I’ll be all right in a minute. 

Daisy. Oh! Bobby, I’ve got something to tell you. 

Bob. You just told me something. 

Daisy. But this is something nice. Mr. Baybrook saw you 
passing bv the house this morning. 

Bob. Yes. 

Daisy. He says your’r awful nice. 

Bob. Eh ! eh ! 

J)aisy. He likes you. savs you are a nice young man. 

Bob. Yes, yes. 

Daisy. And he says the next time you are passing by the 
Louse— 

Bob. Well — 

. Daisy. He would be pleased to see you—passing—by—the 
house. 

Bob. What’s his objection to me. I’m sure I’m a nice young 
man. 

Daisy. I know It Bob., but he says my husband must be a man 
—and he’s awfully down on duties. 

Bob. Look here Daisy, do L look like a dude? 

Daisy. And Bob., he says my husband must have lots of money. 
Bob . Well, I’ve got lots of — 

Daisy. Money, Bob ? 

Bob. No gall — but wait until I complete my book on the 
manly art of self defence, and we will have more money than some 
neople have hay. {sits at table) Hello ! a lunch, eh ! {eats 

Daisy. Bob., that’s Mr. Baybrook’s lunch. 

Bob' Sorry for Baybrook. 

Daisy. But Bob., that food is all poisoned. 

Bob.' Glad of it. I’ll have all my food poisoned after this. 
Daisy. Bob., will you leave that table. 

Bob. Yes, that’s about all I will leave though. 

Daisy. Bob, will you put that wine down. 

Bob. (drinking) Don’t you see me putting it down? 

Daisy. See here Bobby Daniels, I don’t want you coming 
around here any more, you are always getting me into trouble. 

% (goes r., crying 

Bob. There, there, I didn’t mean to get you into trouble. 
(outs his arm around her neck) There you are. 

'Daisy. Say Bob., how did you get into the house; Mr. Bay¬ 
brook ieft the dog on the outside. 

Bob. Well, you see. I managed to get over the garden wall, 
he cave a jump into the air, (imitation) gave a snap and a snarl, 
grabbed me by the—the—the anatomy—and then— 

Daisy. And then, Bob— 

Bob. Then the dog died, and that’s the last I ever saw of him. 

Enter , Mark, c. d. 

Mark. What are yon doing here? 

Bob. I just came here to see Daisj r . 

Daisy. Yes, he just came here to see me. 

Mark. You need not come here to see her any more. 

Daisy, (aside) Ugly old bear. 



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DAISY GARLANDS FORTUNE. 


(Bob. goes to c. i>. making motions for Daisy to come 

Mark, Daisy, I thought I told you not to receive the attentions 
of that young man anv more. 

Daisy , I'm sure he’s a nice young man. 

Mark. That may be, but I don’t want him to come here again. 

Daisy, (aside) Ugly old bear. 

(goes to c. d., Bobby and Daisy link arms and exit , whistling 

Mark, Curse that girl, she is coming to an age when she is 
likely to ask questions, which 1 should not care to answer. As 
for her step-mother and that fool Jick Daggard, whom I left in 
Australia, I have nothing to fear lrom them, for the ocean still 
rolls between us. (exit, c. d. 

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Enter, Philip, c. d., sits down to read. . 

Sarqfi f ( outside ) Philip! Philip! 

Phil . Yes, my love coming, co ning. (exit, c. P: 

Enter , Daggard, c. d. 

Jack. ( sits at table, l.) Hello! what’s this, a lunch, they 
must have been expecting me. I’:l dally with the lunch awhile. 
(eats) So Mark Baybrook, you gave me the slip, did you. Well, 
I’m satisfied if you are, for you only have to pay me the heavier 
•V hen I do find you. It’s b on hard lines forme since you left me, 
with all those promises on your oily tongue, for that Garland job 
in the diggings of Australi ■. That night you forged documents, 
making the entire Garla* d estate over to yourself tor a debt. You 
t we up the original documents and handed them to me to put in 
i he fire, but I knew a trick worth two of that; [ saved the pieces, 
'tuck them together, and here th y are. ( producing paper from 
pocket) And now when 1 do find him, for find him 1 will, if I 
tramp this world over, he will pay me my price, or swing for 
murder. 

Daisy. ( outside ) All right, grandma! 

Jack. Somebody moving, time for me to be moving too. 

(starts for c. d. 

Enter, Daisy, c. d. 

Daisy. What are you doing here? 

Jack. Stand out of my way and let me pass. 

Daisy. Yot until you tell me what you want here. 

Jack. Curse you girl, stand out of mv way and let me pas> 
(Daisy strikes him full in face with clinched fist, as he tries to a< 
out c. d.) Oh! she’s got a fist like a sledge hammer. 

(lakes r. corner 

Enter, c. d. Mark, Philip and Sarah, with lamp. 

Mark. What’s the meaning of all this confusion? 

Phil. Send for the police! s nd for the police! Who know; 
we might have all been murdered in our beds. 

Sarah. He’s a tramp, sure, s md for the police ! 

Mark. Send tor the police by all means! 

Jack. I wouldn’t send for the police if l were you, Mark Bay- 
brook, (grabs his arm on last tvoo words—music, chord 




DAISY GAEL AN US FORTUNE . 


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Mark, (aside) Diaggard! (aloud) Leave me alone with this 
nan, I will attend to him myself. 

Exit, Sarah, Philip and Daisy, c. d., all saying, “lock him up” 
• until exit. 

Mark. So you have found me at last, eh! ( sits l. of table 
Jack. (sits r. of table) Quite an accident, wasn’t it, old pard? 
Mark . Well, what do you want? 

Jack. Money. 

Mark. How much? 

Jack. Well, that depends— 

Mark. On what? 

Jack. On what my silence is worth, ( looking around, still seated ) 
and judging from your position and surroundings, it must Le 
worth something handsome. 

Mark. You’re a fool! 

Jack. You’re a logue! 

Mark, (rising quickly) What! 

Jack. Come, come sit down now, we understand each othei. 
(Mark resumes seat) You left me at the diggings in Australia 
that night without a penny. Your flight left me open to suspi¬ 
cion. I eame near being lynched, ( sneerinn) and with my weak 
constitution I never should have recovered. Be that as it may, i 
hoarded a ship, worked my passage to this country. Fortune has 
favored me in finding you, and here l am, pard, (feet on table) 
ready for business. 

Mark. You want money, eh ? Well, you shall have it. i’ll, 
give you $500. 

Jack. And a check for $2000 more. 

Mark. Are you mad ? 

Jack. No, but I’m poor, awfu ly poo’-, and the public is down 
on tramps. 

Mark. Suppose I refuse to give you a penny. 

Jack. Then I’ll tell all I know. 

Mark. Well, what do you know? 

Jack, (rising and striking fist on table) Enough to hang you, 
Mark Baybrook. 

Mark. But you have no proof. 

Jack. Perhaps I can find so ne one to prove what I say. 

Mark. Who? 

Jack. The widow of the late John Garland. 

Mark. Pshaw! she is a thousand miles away from here, and 
too poor to even reach this country. 

Jack. Wrong again, Govenor, for after you left, the boys chip¬ 
ped together and gave her money enougn to pay her fare to th s 
c ountry, in search of the daughter of her late husband, and she 
will find her sure. 

Mark. Then why has she not been here before? 

Jack. Because she took sick and was sent to the h ispital. 

Mark. (laughs) A clever story, Daggard, a very clever story, 
but it don’t go down, (rises) I see through your little scheme 
and laugh at your threats, (crossing to k. corner) Do your worst. 

I defy you. 

Jack, (rising and going to c. d.) You do, eh! then you look 


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) it for an explosion. 


(music, chord 


Enter , Daisy, c. d. 

I beer pardon, Hiss, I humbly be£ your pardon, but the boss 
nor:- was telling me you were the daughter of the late John Gar¬ 
land, who was killed at the gold diggings in Australia. 

Dairy. Did you know iny poor father? 

Jack. Well. 1 should say so. Me and Mr. Baybrook knew him 
well, didn’t we Govenor. I suppose you know how he was killed ? 

Daisy. Yes, he was about to go down in the mine, when the 
rope broke. 

Jack. Well, no Miss, that wasn’t exactly the way it happened, 
was it Govenor. You see, your father had some very valuable 
papers down in the mine that he was very anxious about, so he 
started down as usual one morning, to get them, but while he 
was half way down Miss, the rope was cut by— 


During this speech . Daisy turns away to hide her emotion — Daggard 
goes to Mark and grabs his arm on last word. 

Mark, (aside to Daggard) 1 accept your terms. 

Jack. By some of the machinery, Miss, and that’s the way it 
all happened. ( aside to Mark) Now then to protect ourselves 
in case the mother turns up. (aloud) What I wanted to tell you. 
Miss, was this: There was a poor woman living at the mines, 
whom your father was very fond of. In fact, everyone thought 
he would marry her some day, but it wasn’t to be, Miss. Alas it 
wasn't to b\ 

Daisy. Did she love him? 

Jade. Well, I should say so. Why, when he was killed, sin- 
threw herself on his dead body and cried as if her heart would 
break, she called him her John, her husband. Why, Miss, the 
poor woman went crazy, and to this day she believes herself to be- - 

Mary. (heard outside) Mrs. Mary Garland. 


Enter , Mary and Offcer, c. d., she is very pale. 

Jack. The very woman. 

Daisy, (bringing her down to chair , l. of table) You are ill 
come and sit down. 

Mary. Thanks, i have only left the hospital to-day, and I’ve 
lost my little one in the crowd. This officer kindly conducted me 
here. 1 hope I have not made a mistake. 

Daisy. Oh ! no, we have your little girl, wait a moment and I 
will bring her to you. ( exitj Et E . 

Re-enter , Daisy, r. e., with child . 

Here is your baby. 

Ma>y. (embracing child) My darling, my darling. 

Jack, (aside to Mark) Get her out of here Gove'nor, quick. 

Mary. I am a widow, my husband was killed in the mines of 
Australia: cruel, cruel fate. 

Jack, (aside) Put her out, Govenor, quick. 

Mark, (crossing to Mary) And now, Madam, that vou have 
found your little one, I must ask you to deDart. 



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Mary. (starts ) I know that vo ce, who is this man? 

Daisy. Mr. Mark Baybrook, my guardian. 

Mary. And you— 

Daisy. Daisy—Daisy Garland. 

Alary. Then your father was my husband. 

Mark. Enough of this tom foolery. Daisy, return to your 
room, and as lor you Madam, I must ask you to leave my house. 

{goes to c. d. 

Mary. Mark Baybrook, who made you master here in this 
house. 

Jack, {to Daisy) Don’t mind her. Miss, she is the poor wo¬ 
man I was telling you about, she’s crazy. 

Mary. You here too, Jack Daggard? (to Daisy) Now I know 
there is some devil ty on foot. 

Jack. Didn’t I tell you Miss, she was mad. 

During following speech , Jack cringes slowly to corner , and Mary 

follows him foot by foot. 

Mary. Mad ! Do vou remember the day you wen*e pursued by 
the angry mob, thirsting for your blood, it was at my eabi i door 
you fell, in was mv en.reaties that stayed the hand of Judge 
Lynch. Is this y'ur r turn, do you dare call me mad? 

Jack. Well, 1* sh ni l say so! 

Mary. ( turnini to JSI auk) And you Mark, do you dare? 

Mark, {coming down) Enough of this. I’ll hear no more. 

Daisy, {crossing to Mark) Oh! yes you will. 

Marie. Daisy, how dare vou interfere, you have no right. 

Daisy , Then for once. I'll take the right. 1 don’t know who 
speaks the truth, but I do know, I won’t stand by and see two 
cowardly curs swear down a he pless woman, without taking a 
hand. Look here, Mark BaybrooK, you have been playing the 
bully around heie just about long enough, now if you want to 
bully anyone, iust try your hand on me. {fighting position 

Alark. Officer, arrest that,woman I 

Officer starts for Mrs. Garland — Daisy swings her around l. 
with child, embraceing Mrs. Garland with one arm — Daggard 
r. corner —Officer at c. d. —Baybrook, c. 

Daisy . Stand back! In the name of my dead, father, I forbid 
you to touch her. 

CURTAIN. 


ACT IT. 

SCENE. — Mary discovered seated l. of table—child sweeping. 

Alary. What are you doing, Mabel? On ! helping Daisy, eh! 

Enter, Daisy, d. f., with basket, hangs hat on wing, r., 3 e. 

Daisy. Oh ! mothar, crying again, eh? 

Alary. No Daisy, I’m m t crying. 

Daisy. Oh! yes you are, ior 1 see a little b t of a cry right n 



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the end of 3 r our nose. You prom'sed me you wouldn’t cry any 
more. Now see what I’ve brought home, (at basket) You kno%\ 
I only had thirty cents. Here’s t«.e no ante-; and onions, flour and 
a stick of candy for my little sister. Danin .;-, open your month and 
shut your eyes; there you are. Just wait until we get possession 
of what belongs to us, and she can have lots of candy. Can’t she 
mother? 

Mary. Ah! Daisy, I’m afraid you are too hopeful. Mark 
Bay brook is a desperate man. 

Daisy. Ye?, but if we could only bribe Daggard over oil our 
side, we’d make it mighty hot for Mark Baybrook. 

Mary. Those men have been linked in crime too long, to allow 
two such helpless women as we are, to balk them. Why, Daisj r , 
we haven’t a friend in the world. 

Daisy. Oh! don’t say that mother, you know we have one true 
friend. 

Mary , You mean— 

Daisy. I mean Bob., mother. He’s gone to see the Manag . 
of the Roof Garden, to see if he won’t give us some work, to sing 
or anything like that. He said he would be back in time to take 
dinner with us. 

Enter , Bobby, d. f., hangs hat R,, 3 e. 

Bob. And here I am as full of news as a Christmas turkey is of 
s uffing, and ready to eat you out of house and home* 

Daisy. Is it good or bad news, Bob'? 

Bob. Good! I saw the Manager of the Roof Garden, and we 
open to-night. 

Daisy. Oh! you darling. ( embraces him, Bobby points t> 
Mary andsays, “sh — sh — sh”) Mother, you must be awfully tire I. 

Bob. Yes, mother, you must be awfully tired. 

Daisy. If I were you, I’d take Mabel and go and lie down for 
an hour or so. 

Bob. Yes, five or six hours, or so. > 

Daisy. We will get the dinner, won’t we Bob? 

Bob. Oh! yes, we will get the dinner, (as Mary and child go 
to exV , l., 3 e., Daisy kisses child) Oh! for one of those kieses. 

Daisy. Now Boh., you must help me get the dinner. 

Bob. All right, what shall 1 do first? 

Daisy. First of all, get some wood, the fire in the stove has 
gone down. 

Bob. {going to door) That’s more than the fire in my heart has. 

Daisy. Oh! Bob., there isn’t enough fire in you to make a 
cinder. 

Bob. Oh! Lord, now I’m ashes. 

{exit, d. f., and stands in front of window for wood 

Daisy, {at table, paring potatoes) Poor Bob., I just worrv that 
boy to death. He has tried to propose to me a thousand times, 
anil he gets so rattled,, he always winds up by making some idiotic 
remark about the weather. 

(throws peeling out of window on Bobby 

Bob. {at window ) Wow—wow—wo—w. Say, Daisy, do you 
take me for a swill barrel ? 

j Daisy. Oh! were you there, Bob ? 


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DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE. 

Enter , Bobby,Jd. f., with armful of wood . 

Bob. £ ‘Was I there, Bob,” well, I should say I was there, Bob. 
Whar shall I do with this wood ? 

Daisy. Oh! just put it anywhere. (Bobby acting uneasy, puts 
wood in soup pot) Oh ! Bobby Daniels, you’ve put that wood right 
in the soup ! 

Bob. Oh ! I am a dandy in the kitchen. What shall l do next, 
Dai<y ? 

Daisy. Well, you can peel this onion, if you think you know 
how. 

Daisy behind table, Bobby sitting on table in front, peeling onion, 

crying business from onion. 

Bob. I say, Daisy, one thing that puzzles me, is how Mark- 
Bay brook got possession of your father’s property, not by any fai • 
means. I’ll swear. 

Daisy. Bob, there’s a weak spot some where. 

” Bob. Ouch! I’ve found it. 

Daisy. Found what? 

Bob. (picking fork out of back of pants where he has sat on it, 
and throws jork on floor) That weak spot you were talking about. 
(Bobby goes to l. corner — Daisy takes seat r. of table, paring 
potatoes, has her back to him and does not turn till she gets cue to 
speak — aside) I’ll propose to her this time if it kills me. ( goes to 
table, sits l., and unconsciously gets hands on big piece of dough — 
this scene must be played ad liberty—he is talking all the time like a 
nervous man trying to propose, stretches dough from one hand to the. 
other, unconsciously .ays it against side of face, etc., finally dis¬ 
covers what he is doing) Dam that dough ! ( throws it on floor) i 
never do a thing unless I put my foot right in it. 

(puts foot in dough unconsciously 

Daisy . (jumping up) Oh ! where’s my dough ? 1 can’t find it 

anywhere. (while her back is turned, Bobby puts it on table 

Bob. Oh ! here’s your dough. 

Daisy, (brushing dirt of of it) Funny looking dough, ain't it 
Bob ? 

Bob. Yes, it is kind of queer looking. What a e you going to 
do with it? 

Daisy. I’m going to make a nice home ma le loaf for you. 

Bob. Oh—oh—I’m—just—as much—obliged, but you see—well, 

qy _the fact is I never eat home made bread, (aside) Now to get 

rejected, (aloud) I say. Da *y, will you—er—that is—well— 
don’t you think—well, will you marry me? 

Di i y. It took you a long tune to say it, Bob. 

Bob. About a year and a half. I hope you won’t be as long 
in answering. 

Daisy. No, Bob. 

Bob . And your answer is— 

Daisy. With all my heart. . (they embrace 

Bob. But don’t forget we open at the Garden to-night. 

Mary rushing iu i.., 3 e. 

D lisy, oh ! Diasr, my child is gone. 


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DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE . 


’Daisy}*, Gone, gone where? 

Mary. I was sitting by the window in the next room fast asleep, 
when some one reached in through the window, grabbed the child 
and away they drove. 

Bob. This is some of Mark Baybrook's work. 

Daisy. Bob, get me my hat. Mark Baybrook has aroused 
every teeling of hatred within my heart, and I’ll never rest night 
or day, until I bring him to justice, but first of all, I must find 
my sister. 

Bob. Find her, where? 

Daisy. Anywhere through this wide, wide world. 

Bob. But Daisy— 

Da sy. Oh ! Bob., get out of my way. 

[pashes him into tub of water, and exit , D. F. 

CURTAIN . 


ACT III. 

SCENE.—Garden backing and wood icings—chairs and tables for 
beej' drinkers — lit with Ja^amse lanterns form l. 1 to r. u. k., 
and from r. 1 to l. u. e. 

Enter , Jack, r., 1 e. 

Jack. Mark Baybrook not here yet, eh? Ifhe don’t come and 
quickly too, he will rue the day he kept Jack Daggard waiting. 
He promised to be here with the money, but bis promises are like 
the proverbial pie crust, easily broken. ( looks of l., 1 e.) Ah! 
here he comes now—speak of the devil and you are sure to meet 
his second cousin. 


Enter , Mark, l., 1 e. 

Mark. Well, have I kept you waiting? 

Jack. Yes. Did you bring the money? 

Mark. Here it is, $50. Now then Jack, to business. 

{during following speech, Mark and Jack retire down stage 

Enter , Bobby, l., 1 e., as ifhe had been following Mark— gets down 
on one knee directly behind Mark and overhears conversation. 

We must get rid of that she devil Daisy. 

Jack. What, is she getting dangerous, too? 

Mark. Yes, she told her grandmother yesterday, that she would 
leave my protection, and when she returned, it would be to claim 
everything as her own. Now we must get rid of both of them. 

Jack. That’s easy enough Govenor. I’ll get a pal or two— 
we’ll put them out of the way lor a trifle. 

Mark. The day you rid me of that gir., I’ll give you $5000. 
Jack. All right Govenor, meet me at Baxter street at 11 
o’clock to-night. Kememoer 11 o’clock to-night. {exit, r., 1 e. 
Mark. I’ll be there, for 1 must protect myself at all hazards. 

{exit, r., 1 e. 

Bob. {rising) So Mark Baybrook, that’s your little game is it? 




15 


DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE. 

Well, I’ll be there too, look out for yourself Mark Bay brook, for 
you’ll have a visitor to-night you little expect. (exit, l., 1 e. 

Enter , Daisy, with Mary, l. u. e. 

Daisy. There mother, you can sit down and rest. 

(seats her at table 

Nary, Oh ! Daisy, to think you have to sing and dance to make 
a. living. 

Daisy. Never mind mother, wait till Bob. sells his book on the 
‘‘Manly Art of Self Defence” and we will have lo:s of money. 
Mary. If we could only get wh it belongs to us. 

Daisy. Never mind mother, Bob. will be here soon, then we 
will go home. ( kneeling ) “Father in heaven, look down i pm 
your suffering wife and children, and send us the means to ciu-h 
this viper, who has so cruelly wronged us.” 

Bob . (outside ) Daisy I Daisy! 

Enter , Bobby, l., 1 e. —rushing in. 

f just overheard Bay brook and Daggard talking, they are to meet 
at 4^ Baxter street at 11 o’clock to-night, and from what lean 
judge, your little sister is there too. 

Daisy. ( crossing to l.) Then we must the get police t help us. 
Bob. Us\ You can’t go there, the place is a regular den of 
thieves. 

Daisy. I don’t care if it’s the home of the old wi ch, I must 
find my sister. 

Enter , Mark, l., 1 e., disguised with beard and slouch hat, coming 
down and putting hand on Daisy’s shoulder. 

Who are you ? 

Mark. An officer of the law, and I have a warrant for your 
arrest. 

Bob. ( rushing at him and tearing off beard) Ah ! Mark Bay- 
brook, I know you. 

They struggle , Mark throws Bobby to ground, he rises , struggle 
again , throws him off, Bobby lands on knees in front of table. 

Enter, Daggard, r., 1 e., with club —Bobby picks knife off table 

and holds Daggard at bay. 

Mark. ( taking i.. corner ) Now then to make my escape. 

Daisy on chair c. of table holding Daggard at bay with one re¬ 
volver and Mark with the other. She his taken these, revolve, s 
from Bobby’s coat po iket during his struggle with Mark. 

Daisy. Not until you tell me where to find my sister. 

PICTURE— C UR TA IN. 


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DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE\ 
ACT IV. 


SCENE. — Home, of Meg —noise of argument heard as curtain rises 
—Bobby disguised , seated on barrel in argument with two supers 
behind barrel. 

Meg. Stop your noise, stop it I say. Do you want to bring the 
police flown on us. 

Bob. Well, I was just talking politics to my friends here. I 
was say in’, if I was President of de U. S., I’d give ’em all a polit¬ 
ical office in the mornin'. 

Supers. Dat’s what you would. 

Meg. Well, why don’t you run for president. 

Bob. Well, de White House ain’t big enough so hold all my 
good qualities, see? 

Supers. Ha! ha! ha! ha! 

Meg. Well, what did you bring home dis trip? 

Bob. Nothin’ but dis ring. You see de. winter ain’t no time for 
us fellows. Why, de people go around all muffled up. I ain’t 
seed a watch chain for a week. Midsummer is de time for our 
business, den de blokes go around vvid dere coats throwed open 
and dere low cut vests, den 1 tell you de sight of a diamond stud 
.s temptin’, (knock at door ) Who is it? 

Daisy. ( outside) Spotty! 

Bob. Say Meg, wait till you see de kid I picked up on de 
bowery dis mornin’. I tell you he’s a bird, (goes to door, l.) 
Come in Spotty. 

Enter , Daisy, l. e., disguised as a dirty faced tough boy — Bobby 
goes down to barrel , followed by Daisy. 

Here Meg is de kid dat wants to join de “Hawks Nest.” 

Meg. So vou wants to join de gang, ell? 

Daisy. Well, dat’s my motive. 

Meg. Well, what kin you do? 

Daisy, (l. of barrel) 1 ca i pick a pocket quicker dan a flash, 

1 can take a diamond out of de set while de owner is lookin’, an i 
as tor crackin’ a crib, well, 1 can crawl through a key hole and 
out through a wire screen, see? 

Meg. Well, your size is in your favor. 

Daisy, (to supers, pointing at Bobby) Say, fellers, who’s de 
jay ? 

Bob. Get onto de kid. 

Daisy. Say, don’t get fresh now. 

Bob. Why not? 

Daisy. Cause I’ll kick de lining out of you right here see. 

Bob. Yes you will. 

Daisy. Dat’s what I said, (aside to Bobby) Have you seen 
Mabel yet? 

Bob. (aside) No, not yet. 

Daisy, (aloud) Dat’ll do now. (knock outside) 

Meg. Who’se dat? 

Mark, (outside) Bumbo, my dear. 

Meg. (to gang) A gentleman triend come on very important 
business, so you dat’s off duty, get into your bunks, and you dat’t 
on for de night, why out ye gits and earn an honest dollar. 





DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE, & 

Bob. All right Meg. 

(<exit , l., 2 e# Daisy hides behind barrel 
Meg. (takes candle and opens door, l. e.) Come in, you’r late, I 
was just about to lock up for de night. 

Enter , Mark and Jack, l. e.—Jack sits on barrel, Meg sits on 
chair r. of table , Mark stands l. of table. 

Jack. Come now, none of your croaking, but answer questions. 
How did you find the child ? 

Mark. Well, why don’t you speak. (Meg slaps one of her 
hands with the other very slowly, then hells out her hand to Jack, 
who looks at her, does same business, then holds out hand to Mark, 
icho places coin in J ack’s hand, he gives it to Meg, she places it 
inside corset. This is done every time it is marked busines) Well, 
how did you find the child? 

Meg. Easy enough, got Bill to drive the cab, drove up to the 
house, Bill reached into the window, grabbed the kid, placed her 
in de cab and away we bolted. 

Jack . Where is she now? ( business 

Meg. In dat dark room yonder. Now dat she Is here, perhaps 
you will be good enough to tell me what to do with her. 

Mark . Anything, kill her if yon like. 

Meg. Oh! no, if de cops get a cinch on me, dey will send me 
. ver de road. I don’t want to make dis a case of Jack Kitch, 
Mark. Will $200 tempt you ? 

Meg. No! 

Mark. Will $300? 

Meg. No! 

Mark. Then dam you, I’ll make it $500. 

Meg. (slowly) W-e-1-1, I’ll think about it. 

Tack. What’s become of the mother and that she devil Daisy? 

(business 

Meg. (holding out card) There’s the address, I wrote it down. 

(J ack and Mark both grab for it, Mark gets it 
Mark. I’ll take care of that. Now Daggard, to work with a 
w ill. That girl Daisy spoiled my little game at the Roof Garden 
hist night. She must be gotten rid of, and as for that lover of 
hers, I’ll have the pleasure of wringing his neck one of these fine 
(1 iys. (aside) Now you stay here and bribe the old hag to get 
i id of the child, while 1 look after the other two. (exit, l. u. e. 

Jack. Waita minute Govenor, and I’ll light you. (takes candle) 
Look out for that hole in the alley, that you don’t break your 
precious neck, (shuts door) until you pay me that $500. (putting 
candle on table) There goes the dirtiest scoundrel unhung—egad, 
we are both in the same boat, and if the plug pulls out, we will 
sink together, Mark Baybrook. Well Meg, what do you think of 
making that $300. 

Meg. Ain’t there some other way ? 

Jack. Not that I know of. 

Meg. I know a person dat would be glad to get just such a 
child, den we could say she was dead. 

Jack. Do you take him for a fool. He’d want proof, and 
devilish good proof at that. You better think it over. Give me a 
bunk for the night and I’ll turn it. 


18 DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE. 

Meg. All right, I’ll give you a bunk near de door, den you can 

get out in the mornin’ without waivin’ de rest of de gang. 

(exit, Jack and Meg, r. u. e. 
Daisy, (rising from behind barrel) Bob! Bob! 

Enter , Bobby, l., 2 e. 

They’ve got my little sister locked up in that dark room. 

Bob. Never mind, we will get her out, there is onlv two of us, 
but if they tackle us, they’ll think we are a mighty tough crowd. 
Eh, Daisy? 

Daisy. (tough walk ) Dat’s what dey will, Bob. 

Bob. Why Daisy, yogr-ta-lk like a man. 

Daisy. I feel like one. ( noise outside 

Bob. Somebody is coming. (exit, R., 1 e. 

Enter , Meg, r. u. e., with candle, locks door, looks behind boxes and 
rubbish, is locking up for the night , runs against Daisy, who is 
standing near the table. 

Meg. What are you doing here? I thought you went to bed 
wid the gang. 

Daisy. I couldn’t sleep, so I came out here where— 

Me /. What’s de matter, does your conscience trouble you? 
Daisy. Perhaps. 

Meg. (sitting r. of table, Daisy leaning on front of table) Say, 
you don’t look like de rest of de gang. Got a father? 

Daisy. No. 

Meg. Mother ? 

Daisy. Yes, one of the best madders that ever lived. I’ve got 
a little sister too dat I used to sing baby songs to. 

Meg. (soliloquizing ) l had a husband once. Perhaps if he 
had lived, I might have been a better woman. Say, sing me one 
of dem baby songs, it may put me in mind of de time wtmn I 
danced m.y own baby on my knee, and sometimes now in de dead 
of night, I see dem bright eyes, de little yellow curls, and feel de 
little baby lingers on mv cheek. A mother’s heart beats just the 
same under rags as under velvet. Oh ! when I had my own little 
yellow haired baby, dem was happy, happy days. 

Daisy. Dat I will, Meg. I’ll sing for you. 

Daisy sings lulaby song, Meg gradually drops asleep—exit , Daisy, 

r. u. e. into dark room. 

Re-enter, Daisy, r. u. e., with child and yells. 

All right Bob! 

Meg. (awakening and rising ) What’s this, a trick? 

Enter, Bobby, l., 1 e. 

Bob. Yes, and I’ll take it. (grabs Me g, forces her back to post 
and ties her to it, gags her with her own bandage off of her head) 
There, I guess we’ve got you fixed. 

Enter, Super, r., Its.., who rushes at Bobby, Bobby knocks him 
down, bangs his head against floor. 






DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE, & 

Enter, DagGard and Super, r., 1 e., wiih club — Mark Baybrook 
avpears at window, Daisy covers him with revolver— -Bobby 
covers others vnth revolver. 

Rob* Throw up your hands ! 

PICT URE— C UR TAINi 

— 

ACT V. 

SCENE.—Same as Act 1st. 

Mark. Curse the luck, everything; seems to be going wrong, 
instead of the luck 1 had planned for; L am allowed to breakfast 
on an account of a raid made on Baxter street; among those 
arrested was Jack Daggard. 1 wonder if Daisy had anything to 
do with it, but no, she knew nothing of my plans, why should I 
bother myself with her, when I have my own affairs to look after. 

Enter , Sarah, c. d. 

Sarah , We have been waiting breakfast for you, Mr. Baybrook. 

Mark, You need wait no longer, 1 will breakfast later down 

t0 Isarah. Mr. Baybrook, did you read the account of a raid made 
on a den of thieves at A/% Baxter street last night? 

Mark. Excuse me Mrs. Garland, but I have no interest in such 

matters. 

Sarah. Yes. but they say that— 

Mark. Excuse me, but I have some very important letters to 
write, and wish to be alone. 

Sarah. Mr. Baybrook, I have a favor to ask of you. 

Mark. Well! 

Sarah. Philip and I are old folks, the one bright ray of sun¬ 
shine that brightened our hearts, has been torn away from us. 

Mark. You mean— 

Sarah. Daisy. You say you know where she is, then bring her 
back to us. Suppose this woman is not her mother, it will make 
no difference. Oh! Mr. Baybrook, do this for tr-. 

Mark. Mrs. Garland, 1 have forbidden the mention of that 
"•iris name-in this house, she has chosen to cast her lot with that 
demented creature, I should say adventuress, and she must abide 
by the consequences. You also forget, Mrs. Garland, that your 
dead son left no provision for you. I am allowing you to remain 
here on su fferance. Now should I hear this matter referred to 
a'rain, 1 shall be obliged to request you to seek shelter elsewhere. 

Sarah. See here, Mark Baybrook, you have read that lecture 
o Philip and the servants until they are so worked up, that they 

s .,, r sh—sh_everv time you enter the room ; be that as it may, you 

can’t scare me. I’ll speak of her when I like, and to whom 1 like, 
-ind when you talk of turning us out, I’ll have you understand, 
sir! that it was our dead son’s intention that we remain here, 
and here we intend to stick. (exit, c. d. 

Mark, [rises, goes to c. d.) Oh ! you do, eh? Well, we will see 
about that. But why bother my head about an old woman. Dag- 



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DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE . 


gard is in the hands of the law, while he was at liberty, I had 
nothing to fear. The best thing for me now is to leave the country. 

(looks at watch) Let me see, the steamer leaves at 10:20, it is now 
10 o’clock. With all of John Garland’s money in my possession, 

I could go abroad and lead a different life. All his money lies at 
my disposal in the bank. I’ll go and draw it out—bi t -tay, the 
police may be on the a’ert. I’ll ring for a messen/er. ( rings and 
aits at R. of table and writes) “Mr. L. Williams, Cashier Fourth 
National Bank: Endued, p’ease find my check lor $20,000. 
Please cash same in 1000 b' 11s, and place in package so that mes¬ 
senger will not suspect contents, yours truly, Mark Baybrook.” 

([folds letter, signs check, puts both in envelope and addresses enve¬ 
lope — knock outside) Come in ! 

Enter , Daisy, c. d., disguised as uniformed messenger. 

Take this letter to the cashier of the Fourth National Bank. He 
will give you a package, be very careful of it, and return as quickly 
as possible. Now be off - . 

Daisy. ( stuttering ) Say, Mister, it’s awful hot for a fellow to 
run. 

Mark. I know it, but if you hurry, I’ll give you a dollar when 
Vi/u return. 

Daisy. ( stuttering) T say, Air., couldn’t you give me the dol- 
nr now? 

Mark. Certainly not—be off 5 , 

Daisy. Say, Air., 1 can run lets faster than I can talk. 

(exit, c. d. 

Mark. Well I should hope so. Now to make a hasty prepera- 
tioa for an immediate departure, by that time the messenger will 
have returned. {exit, l. e. 

Enter, Daisy, c. d. 

Daisy. So Mark Baybrook, that’s your little game, is it? You 
are the coolest villain I ever saw; $20,000 of my money. Well, 
it couldn’t have fallen into better hands. That was a neat piece 
of work Bobby and I did last night. Bob is a regular trump, I 
didn’t think he had half as much nerve. Well, I’ll have Bob keep 
an eye on him, while L go after my mother and little sister. Look 
• ut for yourself Alark Baybrook, the guns are loaded, and when 
ihe explosion takes place, it will shake the foundation of your 
dttle scheme to the bottom. (exit, c. d. 

Enter, AIark, l. e., wilh coat, hat and valise. 

Mark. I wonder what keei s that boy, could he have suspected 
the contents of that package and made off with it? But no, bow 
could he—bah! I’m getting as nervous as an old woman. As l 
walk along the street, the snapping of a twig or the rustling of a 
leaf frightens me. At night as I sit in my room, my light s' etns 
to grow dim and shadowy figures appear bet ore me, among them 
1 can see the face and form of John Garland, with outstretched 
hand pointing at me, saying, “you—you are my murder.” It’s 
air I want, I’ll wait tor the boy on the outside. That package 
once in my possession, I’ll hail a cab, drive to the dock, and then 
for England. ( goes to c. d. 



21 




DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE '* 

Enter, Bobby, c. d., inter up ting Mark’s exit . 

Dob. Going far ? 

Mark. Stand aside. 

Bob. I’d rather stand inside. 

Mark. I thought I told you the next time you came here, I’d 
pitch you through the window. 

Bob. What’s the matter with the door? 

Mark. What do you want ? 

Bob. You. 

Mark . Me! 

Bob. Yes, you, and I mean business. 

Mark. Well, state your business and be gone. I have no time 
lor trilling. 

Bob. Come, sit down, I want to tell you a story. ?i down!. 
{both sit at table — Mark l. , Bobby r.) There was a raid made 
on a den of thieves at 4j>£ Baxter street la>t night, among those 
arrested was one Jack Daggard. 

Mark. Well, what is ail this to me? 

Bob. Oh! nothing, only old Meg has squealed, that you bribed 
her to kill the child. 

Mark, {rising') It’s a lie! 

Bob. Come, come now, sit down. 

Mark. The child is dead ? 

Bob. Oh! no, she is not, she is safe within her mother’s arms 
at this moment. Now, when we get through with Daggard, wu 
l ropose to squeeze you. 

Mark. You mean by that, you have run me to earth. 

{both rising 

Bob. Exactly! 

Mark. Then by heaven, you’ll have to fright the fox in his den. 
Bob. That’s what I mean to do. 

Mark, {drawing bowie knife) Eerjismy weapon. 

Bob. And here is mine, a pair of lives and a well trained 
mufele. 

Mark. Curse you, take that. 

Lunges at him with knife, Bobby knocks it out of hand and hits him 

on the head with gist. 

Bob. And you take that, and that, and that, {goes to c. o.) 
Jome in folks, {to Mark) We have an officer to take charge oi 
you. 

Enter , Philip and Sarah, c. d., both take r. corner. 

Mark, {staggering to and sitting in chair l. of table) What 
charge can you lay at my door? 

Bob. Robbery. 

Mark , But you have no proof. 

Bob. How about the messenger you sent to the Fourth 
National Bank to cash that check. 

Mark. I gent no such messenger on any such errand. 

Enter , Daisy, c. d. 

Daisy . Oh t yes you did, and I’ve just returned with the money. 


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DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE . 


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Mark, (aside) Daisy, tne devil! 

Sarah. Oh! Daisy, for heaven’s sake, go and take off those 
trousers. 

Mark. Daisy, hand over that money, you have no right to a 
single penny of it until, you become of age. 

Daisy. Then we will pretend this is my 18th birthday, and I’ll 
step into my rights now, and you shall answer for the murder of 
my father, for it was you who cut that rope. 

Mark. Where are your witnesses? 

Enter , Jack, c. d,, vsith policeman. 

Jack. Here we are, Govenor. 

Mark. Daggard! 

Jack. Well, I should say so. You I got collared, and in 
rder to save you the trouble, and myself the full penalty of the 
law, I turned states evidence. Now, if you had got in your work 
first, I might have been hung. 

Mark. So you’ve turned traitor, eh ! Well, what have you con- 
lessed? 

Jack. That the p ipers by which you gained possession of the 
Unrland estate, were forged by you for that purpose. 

Mark . It’s a lie. 

Jack. Not at all Govenor, for I preserved them for this aus¬ 
picious occasion. ( shows papers 

Daisy. And Daggard also asserts that it was you who murdered 
my father. 

Mark. It’s a lie, I deny it. 

Jack. You can’t deny it, you borrowed my knife, I watched 
while you did the job. Mark Baybrook, you cut that rope! 

Enter, Mary, l. e. 

Mary. Heaven’s hand is raised against you, do not seek to stay 
it’s justice. 

Mark. And who is this woman? „ 

Daisy. Mrs. Mary Garland, and my mother. There is an officer 
at the door waiting to take you to jail. 

Bob. Yes, there’s one at the front door and one at each side 
door, you can take your choice. 

Philip. (handing Mark Police Gazette) Here young man, take 
this with you, and learn the error of your ways. 

Mark. Oh ! go to the devil. Boh, you have won a wife and I 
i in sorry, Oh! so sorry that my aristocratic presence can’t be 
with you at the wedding. 

Bob. Well we are not, (taps him on shoulder) sneak! 

Daisy, (same 6? s ness) Sneak! 

Officer, (same business) Sneak! 

Mark. I hand in my checks and laugh at you all. 

(laughs and exit, with officer, c. ». 

jack. His checks! well, I’d hate to cash them. Say, Miss, if 
7 on let me oft', I’ll tell all 1 know. They might give me ten years. 

Daisy. Well, your constitution is strong enough to stand that, 
same business) sneak! 

Bob. (same business) Sneak! 

Jack. Oh Lord ! Oh Lord ! 


(tfXlf, C. D, 




DAISY GARLAND'S FORTUNE . 


Xi 


Mary. And we owe mo«t of thi< to on;• true friend Bob. 

es mother, and I e wants to ask you a question. 

Eob. Oil! no I don’t, no J don’t. 

rp H 6 C *°£ s ,not * ,er J ' wants to marry me. 
t> o a ve *' e r Bob, an 1 u.y bJe^siny go with you. 
nVd t !l' e ? 1 ' ,< re p lis Y, remember one thing:, wh n we are mar- 
hiltrlT V ie r\ 7 ? ne that wears these thing:,, (takes hold oi 

w« wni t n An ; I ' v , hen ' ve :ue se;ite(1 aio md our own fireside, 
we \m]] teil ot r children a l we went through. 

that were t ' vo vill:lins > because ye were sweetheart* 

mat weie tiue to the core. 


CURTAIN ,i 

THE END ' 


SYNOPSIS OF EVENTS. 


ACT L—Home of Philip Garland—Mrs. Garland's misgivings—Mark Baybrook, 
daisy's guardian -Mar* Baybrook lecture’s Daisy, and her opiniou of her guar¬ 
dian—Daisy's description of her ride— 4 I’m no mi'k and w der girl”—“Curse tha: 
girl, I wish she was out of the way”—“Grandma, he’s a cross old bear”—Daisy an i 
the lost child- “Grandma, you couldn’t help loving her, she is the sweete t little 
thing”—Grandpa takes sides with Daisy—Grandpa and the Police Gazette—“Poor 
old sinner”—Bobby overhears Daisy’s discription of himself—Song—Daisy and 
her beau. Bobby—Mr. Baybrook’s Opinion of Bobby—Arrival of Jack Daggard, an 
old pal of Bay 1 too ’s—Daisy runs against Daggard, who tells her of her lather's 
death—Mark Bay* rook’s dismay, on discovering Daggard—“$2,500 for my silence 
I know enough to hang vou Mark Baybrook”—Arrival of Mary Garland, in search 
of the lost child—Waybrook accepts Daggard’s terms—Baybrook and Daggard 
disown all knowledge of ' ts. Garland—“< fficer, arrest that woman, she is mid’ 
—Baisy interferes—“1 n then me of my dead father, I for bid you to touch her. ’ 
AC J’TI.—Home Mary Gar and—Daisy and her mother—Bobby brings good 

news—Bobbv a dandr in the kiteh n—The pro. o_al—The stolen child—oob and 
Daisv in search of Mnb d. 

ACT III.— Roof • arden scene—D.igga-d waiting for Baybrook—Bobby over¬ 
hears Baybrook and D *ggar t’s 1 Ian to get rid of Daisy—“You’ll have a visitor to¬ 
night you" little exnect’—Daisy and her mother, the prayer—Attempted arrest of 
Dai y, frustrated by B ibby, who tears the disguise off of Baybrook—“Toil’ll not 
escape unti yon tell me w here to find my little sister.” 

.ACT IV- —The d«n of old Meg—Bobby disguised as one of the gang—Arrival of 
Daisy, di g lifei. she joins the gang of old Meg, in search of Mabel—The compact 
between old Meg and Baybrook—The lullaby song—Rescue of Mabel, by Bobby 

^ACT N —Mark Baybrook and grandma Garland—“We will stay right here” — 
Arrest of old Meg and Daggard, who turn state evidence—Baybrook besides to 
take Daisy’s fortune and leave the country—Daisy as Messenger boy—Bobby and 
Baybrook meet—Bobby comes off victorious—Arrest of Baybrook—The forged 
papers— “You cut the rope and killed my father”—“Sneak, sneak, sneak”—“Daisy, 
when we are married, remember I am the only one^who will wear trousers.” 




Daisy * Garland’s 
4- Fortune. 4* 

A. Sensational ComeD; Drama in 4 acts, for 5 male and 

5 female characters, by 

EDWIN A, DAVIS, 

The cast contains soubrette lea!, juvenile, straight old 
woman, character hag, light comedy, straight old 
man and genteel heavy. Costumes modern. 

This play is suited to amateurs, as it is 
easy to produce, yet heavy enough 
for a first class company. 


SYNOPSIS OF EVENTS. 

ACT T.—Home of Philip Gar'avtd—Mrs. Garland’s misgivings—Mark Baybrook, 
Daisy’s guardian —Mar c Bayb ook lecture’s Daisy, and her opinion of her guar¬ 
dian— Daisy s description ot lier ride—’ I’m nr milk and water girl”—“Curse that 
girl, 1 wish she wa^ out of the way”—“Grandma, he’s a cross old bear”—Daisy and 
the lost child- “Grandma, you couldn’t help loving her, she is the sweetest little 
thing”—Grandpa takes sides with Daisy—Grandpa tmd ihe Police Gazette—“Poor 
old sinner”—Bobby overhears Daisy's discription of himself—Song—Daisy and 
her beau. Boboy—Mr. Baybrook’s opinion of Bobby—Arrival of Jack Daggard, an 
old pai of Bayoroo ’s—Daisy runs ag'inst Dagga-'d, tv ho tells her of her father’s 
death—Mark Bay rook’s dismay, on discovering Daggard—“$2,500 for my silence, 
J know enough to hang you Mark Baybrook”—Arrival of Mary Garland, in search 
of the lost child—Baybrook accepts Daggard’s terms—Baybrook and Daggard 
disown all knowledge of l 'Ms. Garland—“< -fficer, arrest that woman, she is mad” 
aisy interferes—"in the name of my dead faiher, I forbid you to touch her.” 

AC f’ II.—Home of Mary Garland—Daisy and her mother—Bobby brings good 
nevis—B ibby a dandy in the kitchen—The propo al—The stolen child—Bob and 
Dr : sv in search of Mab J. 

ACT 11 i.—Hoof Garden scene—Daggard waiting for Baybrook—Bobby over- 
h ar< Baybrook and D ggard’s plan to get rid of Daisy—“You’ll have a visitor to- 
nig t you little exnect ’—Daisy and her mother, the prayer—Attempted arrest of 
Dai y, f uscrated by Bobby, who tears the disguise otf of Baybrook—“You’ll not 
esc .!>•• onli you tell me where to find my little sister.” 

/ Cl' TV. -The den of old V! eg—Bobby disguised as one of the gang—Arrival of 
Daisy, di g.iised, she joins the gang of old Meg, in search of Mabel—The compact 
between old Meg and Baybrook—The lullaby song—Bescue of Mabel, by Bobby 
and Daisy. 

ACT V.—Mark Baybrook and grandma Garland—“We will stay right here”— 
\r est o old Meg and Daggard. who turn state evidence—Baybrook decides to 
lake I) isy’s fortune and leave the country—Daisy as Messenger boy—Bobby and 
Bay b;o< k meet—Bobby comes off victorious—Arrest of Baybrook—The forged 
papers—“You cut the rope and killed my father”—“Sneak, sneak, sneak”—“Daisy, 
when we are married, remember I am the only one who will wear trousers.” 

Price 25cts. 


Badly Mixed. 

A Farce in 1 act, by Bert Rawley, 2 male and 2 
female chcracters. Costumes modern. Time 15 minu¬ 
tes. A roaring little farce, which will give satisfaction 
to all. 









B 1 -^ 

Aiugs 1 Flays—G antiniiEil. 


NO. M. F. 

Comedies Continued. 

136 A Legal Holiday. * 3 

168 A Pleasure Trip. 7 3 

124 An Afflicted Family. 7 5 

257 Caugnt in the Act. 7 3 

24S Captured. 6 4 

178 Caste. 5 3 

176 Factory Girl. 6 3 

207 Heroic Dutchman of ’70. 8 3 

199 Home . 4 3 

174 Love’s Labor Not Lost. 3 3 

158 Mr.Hudson’s Tiger Hunt. 1 1 

149 New Years in N. Y. 7 6 

37 Not So Bad After All. 6 5 

237 Not Such a Fool as He Looks 6 3 

338 Our B ys.6 4 

126 Our Daughters. 8 6 

265 Pug and the Baby.5 3 

114 Passions. 8 4 

264 Prof. James’ Experience 

Teach in Country School. 4 3 

219 Rags and Bottles. 4 1 

239 Scale with Sharps and Flats.. 3 2 

221 Solon Shingle.14 2 

262 Two Bad Boys. 7 3 

87 The Biter Bit. 3 2 

131 The Cigarette. 4 2 

240 $2,000 Reward. 2 0 

TRAGEDIES. 

16 The Serf.:.6 3 

FARCES & COMEDIETTA S. 

129 Aar-u-ag-oos. 2 1 

132 Actor and Servant. 1 1 

316 Aunt Charlotte's Maid. 3 3 

289 A Colonel’s M'shap. 5 0 

12 A Capital Match. 3 2 

303 A Kiss in the Dark. 2 3 

166 ATexan .Vlother-in-Law. 4 6 

30 A Day Well Spent. 7 5 

169 A Regular Fix. 2 4 

286 A Professional Gardener. 4 2 

80 Alarmingly Suspicious. 4 3 

320 All In A Mud de. 3 3 

78 An Awft.l Criminal.... 3 3 

313 A Matchrn'king Father. 2 2 

31 A Pet o’ the Public. 4 2 

21 A Romant c Attachment. 3 3 

123 A Thrilling Item. 3 1 

20 A Ticket of Leave. 3 2 

329 A Valets, Mistake. 5 4 

324 A Day in a Doctors Office..?... 5 1 

175 Betsey Baker... 2 2 

8 Better Half. 5 2 

86 Black vs. White. . 4 2 

22 Captain Smith.- 3 3 

84 Cheek Will Win. 3 0 

287 Cousin Josiah. 1 1 

225 Cupids Capers.. 4 4 

317 Cleveland s Ret eption Party. 5 3 

249 Double Electi n. 9 1 

49 Der Two Surprises. 1 1 

72 Deuce is in Him. 5 1 


NO. 

M. 

F. 

19 

Did T Dream it. 

4 

3 

22 h 

Dutchyvs. Nigger. 

3 

0 

188 

Dutch Prize Fighter. 

3 

0 

42 

Domestic Felicity. 

1 

1 

148 

Eh? What Did You Say. 

3 

1 

218 

Everybody Astonished. 

4 

0 

224 

Fooling with the Wrong Man 2 

1 

233 

Freezing a Morher-in-Law... 

2 

1 

154 

Fun in a Post Office. 

4 

2 

1,84 

Family Discipline. 

0 

1 

274 

Family Jars. 

5 

2 

209 

Goose with the Golden Eggs.. 

5 

3 

13 

307 

Give Me My Wife. 

HaMabahocla, the Medicine 

3 

3 


Man. 

4 

3 

66 

Hans, the Dutch J. P. 

3 

1 

271 

Hans Brummel’s Cafe. 

5 

0 

116 

Hash. 

4 

2 

120 

H. M. S. Plum. 

1 

1 

50 

How She has Own Way. 

1 

3 

140 

How He Popped the Quest’n. 

1 

1 

74 

How to Tame M-in-Law. 

4 

2 

35 

How Stout Y 7 our Getting. 

5 

2 

247 

Incompatibility of Temper... 

1 

L 

u 

95 

In the Wrong Clothes. 

Jacob Shlaff’s Mistake. 

5 

3 

305 

3 

2 

r 99 

Jimmie Jones. 

3 

2 

11 

John Smith. 

5 

3 

323 

Johanes Blatz’s Mistake. 

4 

3 

99 

Jumbo Jum. 

4 

3 

82 

Killing Time. 

1 

1 

182 

Kittie’s Wedding Cake. 

1 

3 

127 

Lick Skillet Wedding. 

2 

2 

228 

302 

Lauderbach’s Little Surprise 3 
Locked in a Dress-maker’s 

0 


Loom. 

3 

2 

106 

Lodgings for Two. 

p 

v> 

0 

288 

Love in all Comers. 

5 

3 

139 

Matrimonial Bliss. 

1 

1 

231 

Match fora other-Min-Law.. 

2 

2 

235 

More Blunders than one. 

4 

3 

69 

Mother’s Fool. 

6 

1 

23 

My Heart’s in Highlands. 

4 

3 

208 

My Precious Betsey. 

4 

4 

212 

My Turn Next. 

My Wife’s Relations. 

4 

3 

32 

4 

4 

186 

My Day and Now-a-Days. 

0 

1 

273 

My Neighbor’s Wife. 

3 

3 

296 

Nanka’s Leap Y 7 ear Venture.. 

5 

2 

259 

Nobody’s Moke. 

5 

2 

340 

Our Hotel. 

5 

3 

334 

Olivet. 

3 

2 

44 

Obedience....:. 

1 

2 

33 

On the Sly. 

3 

2 

57 

Paddy Miles’ Boy. 

5 

2 

217 

Patent Washing Machine. 

4 

1 

165 

Persecuted Dutchman. 

6 

3 

195 

Poor Pilicody. 

2 

3 

159 

Quiet Family. 

4 

4 

171 

Rough Diamond. 

4 

3 

180 

Ripples... 

2 

0 

267 

Room 44. 

2 

0 

309 

Santa C aus’ Daughter. 

5 

4 

48 

Schnaps. 

1 

1 

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Plays— Cantimiefl. I 


NO. 

138 

115 

55 

3‘27 

232 

241 

270 

1 

326 

339 

137 

328 

252 

3]5 

46 

38 

101 

167 

291 
308 

285 

68 

295 

54 

28 

292 
142 
276 
263 

281 
312 
269 
170 
213 
3 2 
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56 
70 
135 
147 
155 


S. 11. A. M. 


Stage Struck 
Struck by L> 


Too Many Cousins. 
Two Gentlemen in 
Taking the Census. 


Thut Awful Carpet Bag., 
That Rascal Pat. 


The Bewitched Closet. 

The Coming '’an. 

Turn Him Out. 

The Actor’s Scheme.... 
The Irish Squire of S 
Ridge. 


The Sham Prof'ssoi 
The Spellin’ Skcwl. 

The Two T. J’s. 

Thirty-three Next I 
Tim Flannigan. 


The Printer and His Devils. 
Trials of a Country Editor... 
The Wonderful Telephone... 
Two Aunt Emily-. 


Unjust Jus 
IT. S. Mail. 


Which will he 
Widower’s Tri 


111 

157 


Why they Joined the Re¬ 
becca-:. 

Yankee Duelist. 

Ya kee Peddler. 


204 

325 

65 

15 

172 

98 

222 


ETHIOPIAN FARCES. 


An Unhappy Pair. 


M 

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236 

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319 

... 3 

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.. 3 3 

77 

.. 3 2 

88 

.. 2 2 

256 

.. 5 2 

128 

.. 3 1 

90 

.. 3 2 

61 

.. 4 4 

244 

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150 

. 5 2 

246 

.. 4 0 

109 

. 7 6 

297 

.. 4 2 

134 

. 4 2 

258 

. 5 0 

177 

. 2 1 

96 

3 1 

107 

6 2 

133 

3 1 

179 

0 8 

94 

4 3 

243 

6 2 

25 

2 2 

92 

5 3 

238 

.3 3 

10 

2 1 

64 

5 3 

253 

2 8 

282 

4 5 

122 

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118 


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108 

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245 

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197 

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198 

6 0 

216 

8 0 

206 

3 1 

210 

1 1 

203 

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Chops. 34 *q 

cuff’s Luck.. 2 

Crimps Trip.77" 5 

b etter Lane to Gravesend... 2 

Haunted House. 2 

Hamlet the Dainty. g 

Sister Paxey got her 

Child Baptized. 2 

Handy Andy. 2 

Hypochondriac The.„.. 2 

In For It.“77 3 

In the Wrong Box. . 3 

Joe’s Vis t. "L'.'.'Z 2 

Mischievous Nigger.. . 4 

Midnight Colic.,77. 2 

Musical Darkey. 9 

No Cure No Pay.7! 777 3 

Not as Deaf as He Seems. 3 

Old Clothes. 

Old Dad’s Cabin. 

OldPoinpey. i 1 

Othello....7777.77 4 1 

Other People’s Children. 3 2 

Pomp Green’s Snakes. 2 0 

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Seeing Besting.’ 3 r 

Sham Doctor.... . a s 

16,000 Years A go.'...7.7.77777.7.7 3 C 

Sports'on a Lark. 3 g 

> 6 P°rt with a Sportsman..77.7.7 2 0 

fetage Struck Darkey. 2 1 

.Strawberry Shortcake. 2 0 

Stocks Up, Stocks Down. 2 0 

the Intelligence Office. 3 0 

The Select School. 5 0 

I he Popcorn Man. 3 ] 

the Studio. 3 0 

fe se A w f ul Boys .”777.777 5 0 

licket laker. 3 o 

I wain’s Dodging.. 3 1 

Tricks. ? A 

Uncle Jeff.7. . . . g 9 

Vice Versa.7.777. 3 

Villkens and Dinah. 4 

'^'nia Mummy. 6 

wur Chickens.77 1 

isr-Maker and His Servants 3 
rlappy Franks Songter. 


TABLEAUX. 

250 Festival of Days. 


Hi. 


PANTOMIME. 

260 Cousin John’s Album. 


GUIDE books. 

,‘ f|?nts on Elocution. 

I *' Hints to Amateurs.77 

CANTATA. 

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